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Once In A Life Time
~Chapter 5~
“ He can’t think I’m wearing that”
“What? I think it's cute. He knows you well; red is definitely your color.”
“I personally think she would look good in anything.”
“Of course you would.” So-eun whispers under her breath.
Yesterday was filled with nothing but greatness. After my victory beer in the park I met up with So-eun and Min-oh for lunch to fill them in on the big news, not that they had any doubts in my abilities. They too had invitations to the black tie gala. Z met up with us later at a pool house near my air bnb. So-eun to say the least was not a fan of Z from jump. The first moment she met her, her face immediately went cold. Z, who I've come to learn a lot about in the 20 hours I’ve known her, is childhood best friends with Jay’s little sister and a recent college graduate. She's a psychology major per her parents request with a passion for photography. She says she's working for Jay till she can make a name for herself and travel the world snapping pictures.
We were currently sitting in my living room studying the dress Jay picked out for me. It was beautiful, gorgeous but I'd be lying if I said I didn’t think Jay was tryna show me off.
“You're sure this is the dress, you didn’t pick up the wrong one?” I ask Z.
“Honey, when you walk into a boutique that houses dresses like this, and say you're here to pick up for Jay Park, you don’t get it wrong.”
“It pains me to say, but I agree”
“Well thank you, to the both of you, and Jay I guess. I’ve got the contract over here, let me get it to you before you go.” I grab the contract and walk her to the door.
“We’ll send a car to pick you up around 7. Will there be others traveling with you?” She trails off peeking behind me.
“Haha yeah So-eun and Min-oh will both be with me. You should ride with us.”
“I don’t think So-eun would like that very much.”
“Don’t worry about her, she's just grumpy and old.”
“Ok, well I’ll see you tonight.”
Shutting the door I walk back in to see So-eun scanning a magazine.
“Really So-eun?”
“What?” She doesn’t even look up from the magazine. I roll my eyes sitting next to her on the couch
“You know what. Why are you so mean to Z?”
“I don’t know what you're talking about. I have nothing against her”
“Ok sure and what about last night.”
“What about it?”
“I’m serious So-eun, you wouldn’t let her get a word in, in any conversation we had. Not to mention your intense pool energy whenever she went up to pot a hole.”
“Ok, so I get a little competitive.”
“What about just now ‘Of course you would’, it ‘pains’ you to agree with her.”
“I was joking.” Deflection from the real problem.
“Don’t you think that after all these years I would know when you're joking or when you're being hostile?”
“Stop gilling me, I don’t have a problem with Z.”
“Mmhmm well she’s coming with us to the event tonight.” She shoots me a tight smile obviously fake.
“Great. Enough about me and your suspicions. How are you feeling, really?”
“Honestly, it all feels so surreal. None of it has sunk in yet. I mean I just got off a plane 5 days ago, I'm out here for a completely different project I just-- I just don’t wanna fuck it up you know.
“You’ve always done your best when you follow your heart. Don’t let the fear of chasing your dreams stop them from coming true because of self doubt. You are one of the most talented people I know; next to Min-oh, and if anyone deserves this opportunity it you 100%”
“Thanks So-eun.”
I pull her in for a hug. as we pull away she notices a small piece of paper on the coffee table.
“What's this?” she asked as she picked it up.
“Oh it's the business card of the guy I met when I first got in. Mr. Yo? I think his name was.”
“Yu? Christan Yu? Christan Yu was the fuckboy who splashed you with his car?”
“Well I don’t think he meant to.”
“Did you call him yet?”
“No, why would I?”
“He gave you his card. He obviously wants you to.”
“ No he doesn't, his driver gave it to me.”
“ He gave it to you, told his driver to give it to you, it's the same thing. No?”
“Absolutely not, and it's been damn near a week, I’m pretty sure he doesn’t remember who I am or the situation that happened.”
“How could he not? Imma call the number.”
“What? So-eun no stop.”
She quickly punches in the number, throwing the phone at me after she presses speaker. It rings 3 times before a deep voice answers.”
“Hello?”
I just sit there staring at the phone.
Say something. So-eun mouths.
Like what.
I don’t know anything.
“안요?” He asked again but in Korean.
I hesitate, rushing out a quick “Sorry wrong number.” then hanging up.
“Smooth babe smooth.”
“Shut up. No one told you to do that.”
“I was just tryna help you out. You could get some good Korean Dick while you're in town. And knowing your sex drive we will need to find someone soon.”
“ I have traveled in preparation thank you very much. And how would you know if his dick game was good?” She looks at me surprised then guilty. “Oh my god. Did you sleep with Christian?”
“Let's get ready for the Gala. We only have six hours till the event starts and if you're still the same girl from college it's gonna take you forever to get ready. What time are we supposed to be leaving?”
“Oh this is great. Does Min-oh know?” She’s stuck in it and she knows it.
“No, it was before we started dating.”
“Oh this is great.” I get up heading to the bathroom.
“Where are you going?”
“ To shower.”
“You won't tell Min-oh right?” I just continue walking to the bathroom whistling a tune “Right B?!?!”
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This dress was tight as fuck, my feet hurt, everyone who's anyone in South Korea is here, and oh, I’m the only one in a bright red dress. The fact that I don’t like big events like this isn’t helping my mood. I need to smoke ASAP. Lucky for me I smuggled a blunt in my bra at the airport. I just have to find the right time to sneak out. I scan the room from the corner I was standing in near the stage. A perfect view of everyone in the event but still hidden in the shadows.
When we arrived Jay swooped me away from So-eun, Min-oh, and Z. We spent almost an hour working the room. He introduced me to some of the label's top artists, producers, and stylists. Even some artists from H1GHER music. Don't get me wrong, it's been fun getting to know the people I'm gonna get to work with but this is all new experiences that I'm just gonna have to get used to.
"So here is where you're hiding" So-eun sneaks up next to me leaning on the wall.
"Ha, yeah I just need a break. So Many 'hellos' 'nice to meet you' and 'the pleasure is mine'. Did Min-oh talk to his guy?"
"Yeah we can pick up after the Gala."
"Ugh, ok I'm gonna head outside for some air."
"So you sneak away, leaving me to deal with Loopy and Nafla's drunk asses on my own. And you--" Min-oh turns to me, shaking his finger. " Why are you in a corner in the dark all alone?"
He was clearly tipsy, he gets a little clingy and bossy when he's under the influence.
" You guys were only talking to each other. What was I post to do, stand there like a deer in the headlights?"
"Yeah and I was just going to get some air, I'll leave you two to talk. Where is Z."
" With her people." "With the AOMG guys'' They both said at the same time. I shoot So-eun a look for her comment and start to walk off.
" Ok, cool. I'll be right back."
Heading off toward the exit, I clutch my bag housing my soon to be smoked blunt. I'm close. I can see the exit in the clear, bodies start dividing, allowing me to pass. I've got one hand on the door ready to open. At the same time I push, the door is swung open and I come stumbling out colliding with the feeling of soft velvet against a firm chest.
"Sorry I didn't know someone was on the other side." That voice.
I look up, stepping back. It's him, the guy from the airport, I mean Christian Yu, and he was looking good. Fashionably late but fashionable he was. He was wearing a slim fit crimson velvet blazer jacket with silk black slacks and crimson velvet loafers to match, his hair was styled back making his jaw line pop. I stood there just staring at him.
" Are you ok?" No realization is present in his voice. He doesn't remember me. I mean I was covered in street water, but this is the second time we've had a forced interaction and I'd be lying if I say it didn't hurt my ego a bit.
" Yeah, sorry I was in a bit of a rush. Thanks for breaking my fall tho’ I don't think this dress would have survived." He scans my body taking in the silhouette of my dress lingering a little longer than need be. "Excuse me."
I step to the left, walking past him and heading out the door. Yeah, that blunt will be nice right about now.
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Once In A Life Time
~ Chapter 4~
“Shit! Shit, shit, shit. Fuck.” I jumped out of bed rolling over So-Eun and rush down the stairs. I can't believe I slept through my alarm; and on a day like this.
“ Woah! Jesus Min-ho, why are you laying in front of the stairs?”
“Mmmmm” he wines shooing me away. Ugh I don’t have time for this. Bussing it to the bathroom I wasted no time in discarding my clothes and stepping under the scalding hot water. “Finally” I release a deep breath.
I knew going out with So-eun and Min-ho to “Network” was a bad idea as soon as we got into the first club. They just know how to get to me; or I guess I should say they know what's best for me. I knew they could see me over thinking about my meeting with Jay Park, I mean I’m sure anyone could; so when they kept bugging me about the club, lets just say they didn't need to twist my arm too much to get me out. But today is my very important meeting with AOMG and I just can’t be late, I despise being late.
I’m definitely scared shitless, I’m not sure what deal Jay is going to offer me; I’m not even 100% sure if I'm gonna take it. It's just… the weight of everything finally sinking in. I just got to South Korea 5 Days ago. I'm supposed to be here to work with a completely different artist and... I can't help but think I'm in over my head and I should slow the breaks a bit. Taking another deep breath I stretch my arms in front of the marble wall letting the water soothe my aching muscles. ‘You got this B. You’ve got no reason to panic or over think. You wouldn't be in this position if you didn’t deserve it.
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“안녕하세요, I have a meeting with Jay Park I mean Mr. Park J-”
“Bianca Queen?”
“Hi, uh, yes, yes uh that's me.”
Jesus B relax.
“Great, he’s expecting you. You can take the elevator to the 6th floor, his office is the last one all the way down. You can’t miss it.”
“Ok Thank you!”
Here we go. I walk up to the elevator pressing the up button. At the same time the doors come flying open and none other than Loco comes stepping out. I’m not gonna lie out of everyone who is signed to AOMG Loco is my all time favorite; I could just see us being the closest.
He stops in the doorway of the elevator staring at me. I smile watching his brows raise in confusion and curiosity.
“Excuse me.”
I don’t think he heard me because he didn’t move till the elevator doors started to push closed, slightly squashing him in between. He steps back inside the elevator letting me walk in. As soon as I’m inside he maneuvers exiting through the doors all the while not taking his eyes off me. I smile again, press 6 on the keypad and shoot him a slight wave before the doors close; he quickly shoots me one back. Yeah I can see us being great friends.
The walk to Jay’s office felt like an eternity, my legs just felt so heavy. When I finally made it down the hall I came face to face with yet another secretary.
“Hi, I'm here to see Jay Park.”
“Shut up! Shut up!” I stood there stunned. “Bianca Queen? The Bianca Queen in the flesh. I love your work when Jay first told me he was scouting you for AOMG I was like ‘umm hell yeah! You should; she is like amazing’ I’m Z by the way short for Zen’na.” Z is a cute Korean tattooed babe, her long blue hair was pulled up in a messy bun. She had a tattoo of a star on her left cheek bone. She has a unique personality. I sense nothing but positive vibes and energy from her, it's refreshing. Plus she’s a fan of my work.
“Nice to meet you Z. Thank you so much for enjoying my work. I never thought they would find their way to South Korea, but I really appreciate your support. We should grab a drink sometime. If your free”
“My shift ends at 6.”
“6 sounds great. Do you have a pen?”She pulls a red pen from her hair slamming it down in front of a mini notepad on her desk. I take the pen jotting down my number. “Shoot me a call when you're off.”
She takes the pad back, staring at the paper in awe.
“I thought you might be held up out here.” And there he is, the man I'm here to see, Jay Park. He stood in some loose jeans, a graphic-T and Jordans he was even rocking a Jordan snapback. lol can you say Seattle Nigga, the culture has definitely shown influence on his style. It works for him though; it's natural, not forced. “Z's always watching your videos when she should be working.”
“Ok you ain't really gotta be embarrassing me like that.”
“Yeah Alright. Did you check the messages like I asked you to.”
“Yes I checked the messages like you asked me to. I emailed them to your computer.”
“Thanks Z. Bianca Come on in.”
“Bye Z. Give me a call.”
“Have a seat Bianca.”
His office was a soft green and black. Huge floor to ceiling windows that look out over Seoul. I dodge the chair he gestured to and stepped a little closer, gazing out the window.
Beautiful.
“ You like the view?” Jay asked walking next to me.
“It’s amazing. Why the 6th floor, why not the top? I mean for a CEO.”
“Come on, you don’t know. I would think a fellow Tauren would know the answer to a question like that.”
“You checked up on me?”
“First rule of business. Always know who you're getting into bed with. Metaphorically speaking of course.” He shoots me a smug smile walking to his desk. “Not that you're not a beautiful woman cause.” he paused, looking me up and down with a hint of lust. “ I brought you here for your talent. Come over here, have a seat.”
Heh, he’s way more charming in person. Ok B, eyes up chin up.
When I finally take my seat he’s just looking at me, then to a file on his desk then back at me.
“Bianca I’m gonna be up front with you, I want to sign you to AOMG. How does a 3 year Contract sound?”
“What?”
“You would be the first Choreographer/Artist Director to be signed to our company and after doing all my research I just know you would be a great fit for AOMG. Not to mention the Artist we low-key already got lined up who really wanna work with you.”
Signed to a record label, this record label.This all feels so surreal. I mean all of it. Being in Korea, being at AOMG, Being in Jay Parks office.
“You're hesitant. I can see it in your face. Why?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m truly honored Jay, I would want nothing more than to work with AOMG I- I just, have a life a company back home as well I-”
“I don’t want you to leave your company or your life. If anything, think of it as an enhancement for both. We would definitely need you stationed here for the first year but after that you can free flow.” Silence. I couldn’t speak “ Ok how about this? You're in Seoul for the next 6 months working with Hwasa correct. Let's do a trial contact; we have our 8 year anniversary in August, and I would like to hire you to do the show’s Artistic direction. After the show we can check in and if you're done with Seoul, that's that; at least you know.”
He even knows I’m working with Hwasa, he really did his research. Just then my mothers voice popped into my head. “Live your life for you Bianca. And live it to the fullest.”
“Deal.”
“Yes! Alright cool dope. I’ll have Z send over a contract by the end of the day.”
“That quick?”
“I was hoping you’d say yes.”
“You knew I’d be hesitant?”
“No, I just knew you’d say yes.”
“Yeah sure. I’ll be looking out for the contract.” Getting up Jay walks me to his front door placing his hand on the handle.
“Oh there’s a black tie event on Saturday. I want you to come out and get a feel for the scene. I’m also gonna announce our collaboration.”
Tomorrow?
“Black tie?”
“I’ll send something over.” he reaches out his hand towards me and I shake it with excitement.
“Ok.” he steps back, opening the door, sending Loco, Ugly Duck and Won Jae falling into the room collapsing on the floor.
“Nice guys. Bianca-”
““B, you can call me B.”
“Alright B, I'll see you Saturday. I’ll be in touch”
“I look forward to it.” I step over their legs walking out the door. “See ya later Z.”
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I’m sitting in Hangang Park with a beer, I stare out over the lake taking in the calm.
‘It all starts here.’ I think.
The next chapter of my life.
Let's live it to the fullest B.
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Once In A Life Time
~Chapter 3~
The streets of Seoul are so beautiful I can't wait to see them at night. But I can’t get distracted. I'm on a mission. I try to search for the closest clothing store.
“There is a mini outlet up the street.” Jumping I turn around and clutch my chest. That same guy Woo from the restaurant is walking up next to me.
“Don't do that Jesus. Didn’t your mother ever tell you to never sneak up on a black person.” he laughs deeply holding his side.
“Wow I haven’t heard that phrase in a long time. Where are you from?”
“I grew up in Long Beach, California but I'm originally from South Philly.”
“I spent some time in California. As a kid.”
“Really? I was gonna say you speak pretty good english.” We fall into a comfortable walk pattern down the street.
“Yeah I was in American for a good minute till they deported me back here.” I fall silent. It's so weird to hear that that really happens.
“Really? Why? If you don’t mind me asking.” He just smiles looking forward. “Ok I get it. So where is this shop?”
“It's just around the corner.” We continued to walk to the store in silence.
“Not that I don’t like the company but why did you follow me out?”
“I feel really bad about ruining your shirt and wanted to buy you a new one.”
“That's sweet but you really don't have to.”
“I know, I want to, it's the least I can do.” I just shrug continuing to walk.
“How bout this if you promise to never waste good Oi Muchim again I will accept you buying me a new shirt. How bout that?” I question looking at him?
“Haha ok deal!!” I smile and we keep pushing towards the store.
When we get to the mini outlet I can't help but smile. It looks so cute like something out of a k-drama. I spotted a chill clothing store that didn’t look too expensive. Walking in I zoom up and down the aisles looking for something I could buy to match my outfit. I pull out a black crew neck sweater that has “OVER IT” printed in bold red letters. Suddenly big strong arms wrap around me hugging me tight. Immediately I tugged against his hold.
“What are you doing?”
“Just stand like this for a second. There is a group of guys by the front I heard them talking about you.” Quickly turning my head I see a group of guys who look like nothing but trouble eyeing me.
“So go beat em up.”
“That's not how Korean men handle their problems.”
“So I'm a problem now.”
“What? No. I was just tryna help but if you would rather I bet them up.”
“No.” I quickly held his arms so he couldn't let go. “I was just kidding.” I glance toward the guys again. Turning around in Woo’s arms I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer. His eyes opened wider in shock. I lean in as if I was about to kiss him running my fingers through his hair. Glancing toward the guys again I see them starting to head out shaking their heads. At the last second I pulled back and turned back towards the clothes. “Ok They’re gone.” I say casually looking through the clothes again. Woo clears his throat stepping back a couple steps.
I decided to go with a plain grey off the shoulder shirt. I didn't need something extravagant, just something that wasn't dirty. Walking over to the check out I lay the shirt on the counter. The clerk just stares at me not moving. Ok. After about a minute of her staring I started to get irritated. I’ve heard about racism in Korea but damn. Not saying that she's racist but do they not understand how disrespectful staring is?
“내 얼굴에 뭔가 있어요?” I ask in Korean. She looks shocked, shaking her head and quickly rings up my shirt.
“총 금액은 $ 9,360.41krw 입니다.” Woo quickly pays grabs my bag and my hand and we head out the store. I slowly trail behind him looking at out connected hands
"Uhh Woo? Are there any creepy looking boys near by that your tryna save me from again?" He stops walking, dropping my hand immediately. Scratching the back of his neck he looks to the ground avoiding my eyes!!
"Sorry, I just can't stand people who stare."
"Haha same, but I'm used to it. Come on." I brush his side passing in front of him. We walked the rest of the way to the restaurant in silence right before be made it to the car he spoke.
“I was sent to jail on some juvenile delinquent shit back when I lived in the states with my mom. I just ran with the wrong crowd and paid the price for it. After i did my time they deported me back here.” I stand there looking at him think of the situation.
“What made you change your mind?”
“I don’t know; I guess your kinda cool or whatever.'' We both laughed, continuing our stride towards the car.
“In all honesty tho I appreciate you telling me. And who cares about the past you seem like a better person, the past don’t define who you are and if your working with Min-ho you gotta be doing something right!!.”
“Thanks…” he pauses. Shit I never told him my name.
“Bianca, but you can call me B.” I shoot out my hand for him to shake.
“Bianca/ B nice to meet you.” His large tattooed hand ingolfs my hand in shake and bows slightly. I giggle at his actions and return his bow.
“Ayyy Be-Be love ready to go.” So-eun screams from the car.
“I’m coming. Nice meeting you Woo.” I throw him a wave heading to the car. Quickly he grabs my hand pulling my body close to his wrapping his arms around my waist. His arms squeeze me gently, igniting a fire in my core. The feel of his muscles on my body was electrifying. Slowly bring my arms up I hug him back. As if on inserting his hand slide lower down my back giving my sides a soft squeeze causing a shutter to shoot up my spine.
“Bye B.” His husky rough voice says in my ear. Pulling away his lips softly grazing my neck, living tingly sparks in their wake. I step back and clear my throat.
“Bye. don't forget about your friend.” his face perks up as if he suddenly remembered he didn’t come here alone. He dashes to the restaurant entrance. I walk to the car hop in and close my eyes exhausted from the day. Instantly I can feel two pairs of eyes on me. “Can I help you to?” I ask not opening my eyes.
“Nope.” Min-ho says and starts the car. Ugh they probably cant wait to tease me about that hug. Damn you Woo.
Rolling down the window I stick my head slightly out attempting to calm my body. How could I get so hot and bothered off of one hug. Good thing I brought Jerry and Jim.
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Once In A Life Time
~Chapter 2~
My Airbnb was a cute yet small studio with a great view of the city. There were stairs that lead to a queen bed above the kitchen, shit I even have a bidet. I don't even know how to work that thing but I'm sure as hell gonna use it.
“Ok B, it's your first day in South Korea. What are you gonna do?’”
“Mmmhmm well I don't know Be-Be let us think!!”
"K Dramas!!!" I yell and rush to turn on the TV. I settle into a show called 'Revenge Note' but not even 5 minutes into the show I start to doze off.
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*buzz buzz* *buzz buzz*
"Mmm." *buzz buzz* "ugh."
Slowly I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing in my ear. Grabbing it I answer without looking, much to my regret.
“BE-BE!!! HOW DARE YOU WORRY ME LIKE THIS?" I pull back the phone checking the caller I.D.
"Min-ho?"
"So now you remember your friends. Are you sleeping? You've been in Korea for 6 hours and you chose to sleep!!" Ugh he is so dramatic.
"Chill Min-Min ok it was a 14 hour flight cut me some slack and on top of that my entire outfit got ruined by some sexy tattooed god. Which reminds me I still have to change."
"Sexy Tattooed God??? Give me the phone. Hello?"
"So-eun heyyyy girly."
"Don't hey girly me, we will be at your place in 20min be ready." And with that she hung up.
Ugh great.
Min-ho and So-eun are old friends of mine. I've known them for about 5 years when they came to America to study abroad at the same college I was in. Even though I didn't stay in school I stayed in contact with them. Sometime around their senior year they decided it would be a good idea to date and have been together ever since. Min-ho is pretty outspoken but a softy at heart, but So-eun she is a force to be reckoned with.
I really just wanted to sleep. The flight was really long and I need time to refresh my senses. Sighing I get up, take a quick 5 minute shower then put on some black ripped skinny jeans and a black top. Just as I get my shoes on Min-Min calls me letting me know they are here. Welp here we go.
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We sat inside a Korean BBQ restaurant and god I didn't realize how hungry I was. My friends could barely get in a word as they watched me chomp down on the several beef strips Min-Min grilled for us.
"Ok ok B, slow the fuck down.선량" So-eun request looking around the restaurant at all the eyes watching amazed I could consume so much. I swallow hard then burp sitting back in my chair.
"Sorry I didn't realize how hungry I was and the food is so good!" I say scoping a big chunk of white rice in my mouth.
“Babe i’m so glad you're here. I’ve missed you so much.” Min-ho says pulling me into a hug. “How was the flight in? Did you navigate your way to the airbnb well? Why didn’t you call us when you landed? you know we would have come get you. Why were your clothes ruined? These are questions I need answers to."
“Min-ho! Chill ok. The flight, the flight was... rough but I made it. I didn’t really navigate myself to my airbnb but I got there safe. I told you I wanna experience Seoul for myself. And the answer to the last question; it's an un- interesting story.” I finished stuffing more meat in my mouth.
“Great we love un-interesting stories.” So-eun states snatching my chopsticks out of my hand. I roll my eyes slouching back in my seat.
“Really it's nothing, I was waiting for my taxi, a private car zoomed up to the curb and in the process splashed a shit ton of dirty street water all over me. The driver and his boss felt bad so they offered to drive me to my airbnb.” They just sat there staring.
“Ok… and when does the sexy tattooed god come into the story.” Min-ho say mimicking my statement from earlier. So-eun slaps his shoulder motioning for him to be quiet.
“The boss of the driver was the sexy tattooed god. But he was weird, he kept smiling at me and wasn’t really listening to anything I was saying it was just let me wipe your face this let my driver drive you that. I mean come on he didn’t even know me. I could have killed his driver and stolen the car."
“But you didn’t.” So-eun says smiling
“Shut up!” rolling my eyes I throw a piece of kimchi at her. “He told his driver to give me his card In case I “need” any extra help."
“That's great, let me see his card.”
“I don’t have it, it's back at the airbnb.” I quickly snatch back my chopsticks and continue eating.
“Well did you at least get his name?” Min-ho asked.
“Nope he never said and I didn’t really look at the card.” They both just roll their eyes giving up. “ His diver did refer to him as Mr. Yu tho”
“Ok that could be anyone in South Korea.”
I just shrug trying to enjoy my meal. I didn’t come to Korea for guys no matter how beautiful or sexy they might be. No matter how well designed and applied their tattoos are.
“When is your meeting with AMOG?”
“Not till Friday. I came early to hang out, sight see and shop.”
“I still can't believe they are thinking of signing you on as a label choreographer.” So-eun gushes.
“Thats not why they’re calling me in. Besides it’s all thanks to Min-Min if he hadn’t slipped Jay Park my youtube channel I doubt I would be here.”
“Nope don’t do that, he found you I just simply stated you were my best friend in the whole world at our last photoshoot.” Min-ho went to school for fashion design and styling. He is on the come up as one of South Korea's top stylists. And So-hun is his manager, don’t let her personality fool you when it comes to business shawty doesn’t play.
"Welp either way it's just a trial. To see how i fit in with the group, and how much of a demand Im needed/ wanted."
I've been dancing for pretty much my whole life but I stopped my freshman year of college after my mom passed. She really wanted me to be a lawyer or psychologist or something like that so I tried to do it her way. But one day I had a dream about her and she told me how happy she was that I would think to follow the dream she had for me but she would be much happier if I followed my own dreams. After I woke up I quit school and started dancing full time. Crazy right but if I didn't have that dream I honestly don't know where I would be right now.
"You'll do great!! Don't second guess you're self." I just nod shrugging it off. Im really just happy to be here. If it works out it works out if it doesn't…..then even will be ok. I hope.
“I have to go pee.”
“Great thanks for sharing.” Getting up I stroll to the bathroom and flash a smile over my shoulder. Min-ho pulls So-eun into a hug and kisses her forehead. Aww they are so cute. I throw them one last look and head toward the bathroom.
After doing my do I quickly washed my hands. I do 2 quick poses checking my outfit then exit the door.
“Dude your drunk! Watch out!” I turn my head to the commotion coming from my right. Some guy clearly drunk off his shits was attempting to dance on one of the tables in the restaurant.
“Leave me alone you party pooper.” he suddenly picks up a hand full of Sigeumchi Namul and chucks it at the guy smearing the seasoned green vegetable on his face and shirt. The drunk guy on top of the table proceeds to laugh his ass off. The other guy now irritated picks up a hand full of Oi Muchim and throws it very forcefully at the man laughing hysterically. Suddenly he slips in his drunken fit smashing to the ground near their table. The Oi Muchim that was originally meant for the namji on the floor sprung through the air toward my direction. It was as if everything was in slow motion. So-eun and I had the same reaction oh shock as the one who inflected the throw eyes burst open as a look of ‘oh fuck’ crossed his face.
Well isn’t this just great. With not enough time to react I felt the slippery red sauce splat on my chest and neck and the green cucumbers creating their own personal design on my belly. Just great.
The guy who threw the Oi Muchim sprinted from his table towards me forgetting about his friend who now looks passed out on the floor.
“I am so sorry, that was not meant for you.” he speaks with an incredibly deep voice. almost demonic like. I give him a "no shit Sherlock" look then proceed to flick the access food off of me.
“ You had better be are you fucking kidding me, why don’t you and your drunk of a friend go to a bar if you’re gonna do shit like this.” So-eun dashes from our table next to me helping me clean off.
“So-eun it’s fine. Clearly his friend is going through something, no one can get drunk at 2 o’clock in the afternoon.”
“Yeah.” The guy states rubbing the back of his head. “We just lost a pretty big deal for our company and he is taking it pretty hard. But that is still no excuse.”
“You damn right.” I shoot So-eun a glare signaling for her to shut up.
“Please let me make it up to you; no let my buddy make it up to you. He will pay for your meal.” Both So-eun and I looked on either side of this stranger to checkout his friend who is still on the ground passed out with his pants halfway down. So-eun and I share a look giggling a bit at the picture in front of us.
“Its ok you guys are good I-”
“I’m sorry hold on for a sec.” So-eun grabs me and turns us around giving our back to the guy. “Are you seriously trying to give up a free meal?”
“Look this is the second time today that I had an outfit ruined. I'm over it let's just go pay the bill, grab chicken and beer and go back to my place.”
So-eun just sighs “B, I can't let you do this, it's a free meal.”
“What's a free meal?” Where has he been throughout this whole commotion. “Woah babe what happened to your clothes.”
“Where have you been? Could you not hear all the commotion?” So-eun accuses Min-ho, slapping his chest. He just stares looking confused.
"I had a phone call."
“Min-ho? What's up bro.” All of our eyes dart to the guy behind us. I almost forgot he was there.
“Woo? What's up, what are you doing here?” So-eun and my head shoot back toward Min-ho.
“Hold up, yall know each other?”
“Yeah Woo and I go way back I do a lot of the styling for Dynamic Duo.” Both of our faces form an O and slowly look back to this Woo guy. Looking him up and down we both take in his appearance. Black jeans that fit his legs very well, a slim black loose fitted shirt slightly hugging his biceps and two full sleeves of tattoos covering his arms and hands. Jesus, he must eat sleep and breathe the gym. Finally scanning up to his face I am shocked by his incredible jawline and cheekbones. The man was something out of a horror film. Mmm maybe a soft core horror film cause you couldn’t deny he was attractive.
“Ehem.” he clears his throat looking at us, although it sounded more like a rough growl. “So about that meal.”
“Dude are you hitting on my best friend! At a restaurant?” You can always count on Min-oh to completely read a situation wrong. He smiles giving this Woo guy two thumbs up and a wink.
“ You know what, do what you guys want. Have him pay for the meal, don't have him pay. I don't care. I’m gonna go and see if i can find a new shirt. I'll meet you guys at the car.” walking to our previous table I grab my bag and head out the door.
“Really Min-ho” So-eun smacks his shoulder.”
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Once In A Lifetime~
~Chapter 1~
I finally made it, after a 14 hour flight, a fat European man sleeping on my shoulder and minimal leg room I finally made it to Seoul, Korea.
Quickly rushing off the plane I head to baggage claim. Rushing past all of the other passengers I swiftly pick up my light blue suitcase. Exiting the terminal I walk up to the curb and take in the scenery. I've always enjoyed Korean culture and finally being out here I can't wait to get my vacation started.
I pulled out my phone to request a taxi to take me to my airbnb.
"Great 10 minutes away." I pull out my headphones, sit on my suitcase and wait. Jamming out to "special affair" by the internet I was so into the song I didn't notice the car speeding up to the curb till it was too late. The car came to a sharp stop and the small puddle of water chillin and minding its own business jumps up and splashes all over me. Quickly jumping up I gaze down at my now ruined outfit
"What The Fuck" I whisper whipping the dirty water off my face.
" 미안, 괜찮아? 내가 도와 줄게." the driver burst out the door speaking in rapid Korean I couldn't catch everything he was saying. I know some Korean but I'm no expert. He grasps a handkerchief for his pocket and tries to wipe my face.
"It's ok you really don’t......" just as I went to stop the driver from whipping my face a hand stops him. Everything freezes. We all stand there silent, the driver and I looking at the hand, the owner of the hand staring into the side of my face.
Slowly my eyes travel up taking in his tattooed covered forearm then his bicep which is also covered in black ink. I took my time before I finally looked at this mysteriously tattooed man in the eyes immediately my stomach dropped. I felt like the dirty water had gotten in my eyes and fucked up my vision. I blinked a few times then stared at his face some more. Well what I could see, he was wearing a black face mask. All I could see were his eyes, a deep brown staring into my own.
"내 가방 가져와." He says to the driver then takes the handkerchief out his hand and steps closer to me gently whipping the water off my face. I was in complete utter shock who in the world is this and why was I letting him wipe my face.
Finally coming to my senses I step back wiping the rest off with my sleeve.
"Thanks but I'm good." I smile up at him but he just looks me up and down. Crap oh yeah he probably doesn't speak English. " 고마워,하지만 괜찮아."
His eyes shot right back up to mine and suddenly I forgot how to breath. He reaches up and pulls down the mask some and flashes me a smile.
FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!! WHO IS THIS MAN
"Do you need a ride?"
"Wait you speak English?" he just smiles again then turns to his driver and gives him a nod. Quickly the driver springs into action and scopes up my suitcase and heads to the back of the car.
Woah there chill. Who is this man? I don't even know him, but he is willing to give me a free ride. Wait is it free?
"You don't have to do that I have a ride on the way." The driver stops at the back of the car and looks at this mysterious stranger who is looking at me with a brown raised. "A Taxi" I add for some apparent reason. He smiles and takes my arm. Shocks shoot from my forearm to the top of my spine all the way to the base of my back. Shit I ask again who is this MAN.
"Don't worry about it my driver can take you." He said, leading me to the car. Is that an Australian accent?
"I don’t have the money for a private car like this."
"Don't worry it's on me." He says with his killer smile then pushes me into the back of the car.
"But-" oop did he just close the door on my face. I quickly roll down the window and stick my head out.
"Wait but-"
"This is Mr. Jung he can take you anywhere you wanna go for free. I have a flight to catch. 안녕"
With that he takes his bag and heads into the airport but not before flashing me a bright smile over his shoulder. Soon after the driver gets in and drives off.
"Where to misses?" He asks pronouncing every syllable.
"We can speak Korean if it's easier."
"No it's fine I get practice." He says sending me a cheerful smile through the rearview mirror.
Laughing I hand him my phone so he can type in the address. When he gives it back I quickly cancel my taxi and sit back.
"So who is your employer?"
"Mr. Yu? He is a really great man, he works very hard."
"Really what does he do?" I ask as if I'm interested.
"What doesn't he do? He is what you would call a…… oh free spirit." Sensing that was all he was gonna give me I shifted my attention to the scenery of Seoul. I can't believe I'm here.
15 minutes later we pull up to my Airbnb it looks just like it did in the pictures. We both hop out and I wait as Mr. Jung gets my bag.
"I hope you have a fun stay. Mr. Yu asked me to give you his card should you need any further assistance during your stay." He does a quick bow, hops in the car and drives off.
Putting the card in my pocket I grab my suitcase and roll into the building.
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